My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One thousand six hundred and seventy-seven

Don't say she is a Mu Qingya who has no cultivation skills.

　　 Even if the master of another hall is here, he will definitely suffer a big loss in the hands of the little girl.

　　 Therefore, the person who knows the current affairs is a good man, so I should hurry up and eat less and eat the big loss in front of me.

　　 Ciwei led people to retreat quickly, but those ordinary Tianyun disciples, although all of them are good in strength, but where are the opponents of the well-trained Youtingwei.

　　 After the opponent shot a round of arrows on the tall building, he immediately jumped off the roof with a tacit understanding, and directly connected with short blades to carry out a clean-up operation to kill the disciples of Heavenly Luck.

　　 Qingluan Huofeng and other four divine beasts and holy beasts rescue operations are too fast.

　　 Within minutes, more than twenty of the Mu family's female relatives who had been imprisoned in the hands of the Tianyun disciples were all rescued.

　　 After being rescued by someone, Mu Rouye's small snow-white face showed a pale, paper-like look.

　　 When Mu Yuanyuan and Mu Lixiang were killing the enemy, they quickly moved closer to her, raised their hands to support her and asked with concern, "How are you, soft quilt."

　　 "No, it's okay." Although Mu Rouju and Mrs. Wu were a little frightened, their faces were a little ugly, and their bodies were somewhat injured, but compared to what they thought today The scene of desperate life here, this little injury now is nothing.

　　 "You, go and kill the enemy, don't care about us." Mu Rouqun said quickly.

　　I am really grateful to the little princess for the current affairs.

　　 Although the little princess looks cold and frosty, like a wood with no feelings at all, in fact, when she ordered the archery, she asked Qingluan Huofeng to come and rescue them early in the morning.

　　 The two parties are in full swing.

　　The Tianyun disciples fell one by one after the Mu family’s children counterattacked and You Tingwei’s outflank shooting.

　　 Sister Qiu didn't care too much at this time. Under the protection of a group of people, she protected Mu Qingya and fought and retreated, and retreated towards the back gate of Mu's house.

　　 "Sister Qiu." Mu Qingya held her blood-stained arm, her eyes moved slightly.

　　 "I'm okay, Madam." Mother Qiu said with a cold face, "This little injury will not kill the old slave. Let the old slave **** his wife out of here."

　　 "Let's go out and talk about it."

　　 Mu Qingya turned her head and looked out of the crowd.

　　's glance allowed her to accurately capture the cold light and faint sight of the little princess.

　　 There are countless Mu family and Tianyun disciples who are struggling to fight between the two. Both sides are very lively.

　　 But all the excitement did not affect the little princess.

　　 She was standing outside the crowd, her eyes shining like snow.

When 　　 stared at her, Mu Qingya was in a trance for an instant, it seemed

　　 Little girls rarely have mood swings.

　　 As it is now, I look at you in silence, without talking, and my eyes are very focused, which makes people feel a kind of creepy, climbing up from the bottom of my heart.

　　You can’t escape

　　 Mu Qingya read these four words in her cold eyes.

　　 The little girl raised her left hand, and a long bow made of ice and snow fell into her little hand.

　　's eyes still fell on Mu Qingya, holding the bow and pulling the arrow, but it was just a quick breath.

　　 Xuan Bing Arrow made a sharp sound, brushing across the night sky, walking against the wind, and slamming towards Mu Qingya.

　　"Go" Mu Qingya was shocked, and she screamed, grabbing Madam Qiu's hand.

　　"Madam Get Away" Qiu's old face flushed suddenly.